General (General discussion, talk about anything.)
GRETA GARBOR IS SLEEPING
Hush,
I will not wake her.
She is tired and the birds have gone to roost.
I came upon her by chance;
and fate has placed us side by side.
Such an odd casting,
this weird twist derived by time.
And yet her eyes are shut,
and her hands are in mine.
Blessed am I,
the one who searched down the years,
and took councel from the stars.
For no other could find her,
hidden benneath her favourite sky-.
the beaten track a red herring
deceiving others by and by.
But I took the oath:
and climbed the highest wall.
And as night comes slowly darkening,
I do not mind to be her
fellow recluse...
I do not mind at all.
Jarvo 2020
Replied: 7th Jun 2020 at 09:18